{I'm using random pictures from the internet. Some of them are of models and some of Zayn Malik, but this story is in no way a "fanfic" or related to the band and/or it's members}
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"YOU HAVE TO ANSWER ME! Don't tell me you don't know! It's not true. I can tell by the way you're acting!" I yelled, wanting an answer but knowing I wasn't going to get one.
I questioned them very often about my past and about the weird "dream" I always had. But they claimed to never know what to say. All my life I lived with these people, my foster family. They were so kind to me, and I knew they weren't my blood relatives but I considered them family. Up until tonight, I would have excepted their usual "We don't know" answer. But I had that "dream" again and this time they were there. In the dream. Which wasn't really that big of a deal. Till I told them, they're reaction made me question all of it. I did a double take, and sure enough, they were shocked. Exchanging frightened glances and murmuring to each other as if I wasn't standing directly in front of them.
I couldn't take it anymore. The "dreams" were too real, too effective. I had to find answers for myself. I was eighteen and finished with school, no longer legally bound to my unclear past. That was it, I was leaving.
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